Covid does not exist in this story world.
In this story, all history 2016 and after is different. Read NO political objective in this story.
Thursday, October 22, 2020
I arrived home after work around twenty after four that afternoon with the shuttle van arriving to take us to Westward Ho and Jennifer waiting for me standing just outside our front door with a smile. One great thing about living in a naturist country is packing goes a lot faster and easier when you don't have to pack clothing. Jennifer greeted me with a kiss then a hug a bit more cuddly than usual and said, "This is going to be so much fun!"
Her smile was a simple one of being happy with our current place in life.
After meeting the shuttle van from the West Condos and almost two hours on the highway West, it dropped us off at the Westward Ho waterfront in front of a New England Saltbox style building with a sailing themed restaurant named 'Krill Em All Grill'. I know, stupid pun name number one billion. The menu was about half seafood, but again, they were smart enough to have non-seafood choices and their grilled chicken sandwich was good.
Jay gave a brief rundown, starting with the usual greeting, "Good evening couples! Tonight we will be staying at a Courtyard by Mariott, yes, most of the chains have locations here. I just warn you to not stay up too long tonight as we have a long day starting bright and early tomorrow morning! Let's see a bit of video about the Petrel."
Movie Max had arranged for a video monitor to show us the video and it was a beautiful ship and a well done promotional video including a history of the ship which originally ran as a general cargo ship between Northern New Jersey which was the end of the line for most freight railroads running into New York City, and The Cornwall Islands. We had already seen Westward Ho so Jennifer and I headed to bed early as suggested and we were both looking forward to the adventure.
Friday, October 23, 2020
They woke us up at a quarter past six and by seven we were taken to the boardwalk area along the harbor to a Saltbox style building that looked like something from Maine. 'The Codfather' had a wonderful atmosphere and view but did not make my favorites list though it was passable. Jay gave us the usual greeting, "Good morning couples! Today we start a truly grand adventure sailing on an authentic sailing ship!"
Everyone, yes even Nick, was all smiles and cheering.
He pointed at the ship sitting perhaps a thousand feet away in the harbor, "That is The Petrel, a three masted schooner some two hundred fifty feet long. Each couple has a cabin though please note the cabins are small, even compared to the small cabins on a typical cruise ship. That is the nature of the ship which was not purpose built for cruises. A few things. The safety drill is not optional and do pay attention. It is not an overlong drill, but is very important. "
"We will be sailing to Bermuda, spending a day then sailing back. This will test how much you have acclimated as Bermuda is not turning naturist on our behalf, but Movie Max has thrown enough money around that you will not be arrested."
He let it sink in and there were a few nervous looks, but we have all been bare assed for over eight months and modesty is kind of a thing of the past for us.
I think.
Jay chuckled a bit, "Yeah, this is a bit of a publicity thing for Movie Max with more hinting at things than anything concrete. If you are asked anything specific, simply say, "I am not at liberty to speak about this and you will have to talk to Movie Max."
"Movie Max has some fun plans for the group including some nice tours and some excellent dining. You will also be given gift vouchers to spend in Hamilton. We will also have several excellent photographers with high end still cameras working for us and you will be provided access so you may print or not according to your own wishes."
Once breakfast was completed, we walked the thousand or so feet to The Petrel and boarded, walking up a gangway onto the main deck where we were greeted by the crew and handed small flutes of champagne plus Jay and a small video and photography crew. The Petrel was over a hundred thirty years old and did have an engine and that is exactly how the ship got us out of the port. I know it's a bit disappointing, but there is quite a bit of sense there in tight quarters where the wind might not be blowing in the correct direction.
Once a few miles offshore, the engine was shut off and the crew unfurled the sails using a surprisingly large amount of manual winches, harnesses, and old fashioned rigging to get the job done. One under sail, we had the safety drill and yes, they were very serious about it. These were modern, fully enclosed cruise ship style lifeboats, not rowboats like in movies. They also showed us four lockers with self inflating life rafts if the lifeboats failed. It was all serious business and we each had a verbal test of what to do and what to do if the first option failed.
Slowly, The Cornwall Islands disappeared behind us as we headed West toward Bermuda as the day passed and we made our way West and the sunset that night was one of the nicest I had seen in a while.
Saturday, October 24, 2020
We woke up right before eight in the morning to the gentle rocking of The Petrel, my stirring causing Jennifer to cuddle close as she reached down for my morning wood, "How about we brush teeth so I can kiss you for real then you show me some lovin?"
Privilege is the woman in your life letting you know directly she desires being intimate with you. After mouths were properly minty we made out a bit with me on top and after a bit, her mood change and I was presented with a nice rear view of Jennifer ass up and on elbows, her femininity not gushing, but I could see wetness along her opening along with a delightful blush pink color telling me she was very much aroused.
I slid in pretty easily, her arousal giving her plenty of lubrication to allow me to enter her with no discomfort on her part. No, I did not slam in, that's a good recipe to hurt the woman you are with and turn a woman with a wet willing vagina into a dry one in and a woman in a bad mood. Once I was a few strokes in with her lubrication properly distributed, I started going at her at a pretty good pace. The nice thing is when she is in that mood, getting her a good release is mostly a matter of reading her cues and matching her tempo. It took a bit, but near ten minutes in, her pace changed and I felt her tighten then flutter. Once she sighed and relaxed, I took this as my cute to push in and empty myself into her depths.
She scooched to the edge to head to clean up, saying, "That was wonderful!" Hearing that sure started my day off right.
After a quick cleanup, Jennifer needed her post coital cuddles, another privilege of mine and I know that is one of the times, she works on keeping her heart bonded to mine. She cuddled then kissed my cheek and said, "I love you so much, Joshua. I wake up every day and find you there... makes me feel so content."
Scents of breakfast drifting down into our cabin made us hungry so we headed up onto deck to them making pancakes on electric griddles while we watched the crew work.
The activity in the rigging and other things needed to keep a sailing ship moving are interesting, but only to a point. I'll admit I am glad it was a relatively short journey, just long enough to be interesting, but it was not like a big cruise ship with a ton of different activities. Breakfast was good, just take your plate and find someplace to sit and eat while watching the world slowly glide by.
Around one that afternoon, Bermuda appeared on the horizon and by half past four, we docked in the Eastern part of Bermuda at the St. George's Wharf rather than The King's Wharf on the Western end where the big cruise ships dock.
As part of their plan, we were a bit of a spectacle. Movie Max had arranged everything, but the couples plus Jay and the video crew were the only naked people on an island where clothing was the norm. A local TV crew was there taking video and we all knew this was part of the mysterious marketing campaign of movie Max.
A crowd had gathered to see 'the boat of naked people' which was a bit awkward though with local TV taking video, it was obviously planned. We were told to be ready to head to dinner around six that evening for a nice dinner in the capital Hamilton.
It was all arranged by Movie Max and no, the police were not there to arrest us for what was clearly a publicity stunt by both Movie Max and the government of Bermuda to get them in the news. And as you can expect, there was lots of staring by the locals as we boarded an open air road tram similar to a shorter version of what they use at Disney World. Jennifer seemed uneasy at first but seemed to relax as we headed into town as she got used to it. I put my arm over her shoulder and side hugged her which caused her to cuddle in and I felt a bit of the tension release. Having the woman in my life feeling comfort from my embrace was food for my soul.
Was I self conscious? Perhaps a bit, but after being that way for over half a year, it was normal for me and it even struck me odd as to why anyone was wearing anything on a perfectly beautiful sunny day. My most intrusive thought was how my mindset was changing to be more like someone from The Cornwall Islands than an American who had not experienced any of this until eight months previous.